Shaele

Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist?

Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence.

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http://discord.link/Shaele

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This story (and the world itself) is something I started writing and creating 15 years ago, while I was telling stories with my friends in our regular D&D sessions. The world is a hand-crafted fantasy world, filled with history and lore that we created over the course of years. While I may be new to the writing scene, I will do my very best to bring you an enjoyable experience. 

Hope you enjoy the journey just as much as I enjoyed creating it.

The Last Primal

"[Goblin] Galina, quickly focus your healing on Roas! He is wounded!"

A fierce roar yelled out, startling the tall, girl that stood closest to Aiden, behind the heated frontline.

A fierce roar reverberated, shaking the poor dark-green-skinned girl who stood at the back, focused on the ongoing clash between his friends, his master's other servants, and these strange, haunted-looking armored orcs.

His master's agitated shout, however, awoke her from her trance. Shaking her head, she turned to look at him, only to see his young master's figure suddenly vanish from even her sight, and reappear between the falling Roas and his ax-wielding opponent.

She only saw her young master's blurred outline before the robust berserker was helplessly thrown back crashing into one of the pesky archers at the back. She was shocked at this sight but was quickly shaken when another fierce roar reverberated the hallway.

"[Goblin] GALINA! DO IT! MOVE! NOW!"

Chapter 271 - Clash (Part 3)